Good Eats on the Texas Frontier

Sketch of Frederick Law Olmsted in 1869 while he was working on Central Park in New York City. (Copyright expired.)

Acclaimed landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted created amazing gardens in Central Park for the City of New York as well as the gardens of Biltmore House in North Carolina after the Civil War. In the early 1850s Frederick and his younger brother John Hull Olmsted set out for Texas. The elder brother came to observe the land and its people, and to judge the impact of slavery in the new state. John suffered poor health; hence his doctor advised the trip to Texas.

The Olmsted brothers traveled to and from the Sabine River between December 1853 and May 1854. They rode horseback from Gaines Ferry on the Sabine to Austin, then to the Gulf coast at Indianola, westward to San Antonio and the Hill County and down toward the Rio Grande before returning to Gaines Ferry by way of Galveston and Houston.

As the pair crossed the Sabine River they discovered a partially populated region, with log cabins and slave quarters, very little strenuous labor on the part of landowners, and cattle freely roaming tall-grass prairies. Connecticut-born Olmsted was not impressed at all, to say the least. Throughout the region most meals, whatever time of day, consisted of fresh or salt pork, cold cornbread, boiled sweet potatoes accompanied by a revolting beverage Texans called coffee. Cornbread was made of meal, water and salt, stirred and then poured into a kettle covered with coals.

When they arrived in Austin with high expectation, the brothers found a nasty hotel ranked best in town, burnt fresh swine and bulls, decaying vegetables, and rancid, starchy, mealy, jellylike substance called butter. Frederick began a mission to find decent butter somewhere in Texas with all the cattle on prairies.

The next stop was the Texas Hill Country recently settled by German emigrants. For the first time they enjoyed Molasses Cakes and Candies. Yet in that village there was no butter, wheat bread or fresh meat. They were able to purchase salt meat, crackers and poor quality raisins.

In Neu Bransfels (sic) dressed meat and beef sausages hung from butcher shop windows. A dinner one night included a choice of two meats; neither was pork or fried; two dishes of vegetables, salad, compote of peaches, coffee with milk, loaf of wheatbread and sweet butter. The two brothers thought they were in heaven. Plus, the house, kitchen, and table were spotlessly clean. They enjoyed buttermilk, eggs, pfannekuche (a German delicacy similar to pancake-omelet mixture) eaten with sugar and butter. Another meal consisted of a fat turkey.

Fifty miles to the south was the village of Castroville where the pair found fifty acres of corn growing to feed livestock and humans as well as to sell to the Federal troops nearby. Kitchen gardens consisted of wheat, peas, potatoes, blackberries, and mulberries. One meal served them was venison, wheat bread, eggs, milk, butter, cheese and a crisp salad, even in the chilly springtime. Here they discovered locally ground flour that in eastern parts of the state was imported from Ohio. Needless to say, the Olmsted brothers realized there was delicious food available in parts of Texas.

As they neared Galveston the men encountered bananas, oranges, and lemons. These were covered in cold weather, but somewhat bountiful in local markets.

Frederick Olmsted had a talent for observing and recording this new world on both the large scale and the minutiae. His writings include definitive descriptions and acute criticism. He was not a man to mince words. Frederick Law Olmsted was a known abolitionist. His views were that persons owning slaves were lazy and filthy folks who never taught the slaves to cook or clean or even tend livestock. Others from New England and the Midwest shared his broad bias of eastern Texas. Yet, he praised the German emigrants profusely. Needless to say, Olmsted did not leave Texas with any remorse.

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Lumberyards

Early lumber shipped from East Texas. Dr. James Conrad and Dr. Thad Sitton wrote
Nameless Towns: Texas Sawmill Communities, 1880-1942. It is an excellent piece about the lumber business in East Texas. (Photo from easttexaslumber.com/history)

I’ve been working on a paper set in Jack County immediately after the Civil War. I found a wonderful article in Texas Tears and Texas Sunshine: Voices of Frontier Women edited by Jo Ella Powell Exley. Each article told the story of a brave woman in early Texas from 1821 to 1905. The one I read, took notes from, and will use in my paper was “Fannie Davis Veale Beck” whose family settled at the edge of the Western Cross Timbers of Palo Pinto County, not far from my subject along the Western Cross Timbers in Jack County.

Fannie wrote a detailed description of their homes built of logs laid close together so an arrow could not penetrate them. Stables were built exactly like homes with heavy padlocks to lock the horses in every night. For after all, a horse was the Native American male’s greatest prize.

Now where did the early settlers get those logs? I’m sure you know they hewed the big oak trees of the Cross Timbers to build sturdy, safe homes. The homes had heavy wooden shutters for doors and windows that could be opened during the day for light and air but were shut and tightly locked down at sundown.

Later I read about the first houses made of boards. Not rough timbers, but smooth lumber cut and sanded at a lumberyard. But there were no such places west of Fort Worth to purchase such goods. So a wealthy man ordered all his needed supplies, including nails, boards and ornate trim lumber from Fort Worth. He sent his order along with instructions for freight wagons to bring everything to his home site. Poorer farmers continued to live in log cabins.

With the arrival of railroads came lumberyards. Almost everything a carpenter needed could be purchased there. They served cities, towns, and small communities for over a century. If the lumberyard didn’t have what the carpenter needed, he sent to Fort Worth and it came on the train. Very handy for small town users. But in that century there were several snags to the lumber business.

In 1917 lumber mills began making frames for warships. Yet, the war ended before all the warships were completed. So what do you do with something that has no significant use? You move on, but not with as much vigor as before. Slowly prices crept up, sales fell, and suddenly the population emerged in a full blown economic depression. By the time the depression leveled out, World War II changed the whole world. All lumber and building materials were routed to the war effort.

The lumber industry resumed in the 1950s with a boom. Housing construction surged. It followed the economic patterns of the nation, but never as difficult as in the 30s and 40s.

So what slowed down and finally put a cap on local lumberyards? The same issue that caused Mom and Pop stores to begin to fail, that extinguished home owned neighborhood groceries, and put many viable businesses in financial straits. Big Box stores appeared on the horizon. Yes, big box stores took over, because of their numerous local stores and financial arrangements that lowered consumer prices. But, you know, I still fondly remember going into the lumberyard with my dad.

Typical lumberyard in East Texas in the 1950s. Lumber was stored in the shed-like building to the right. (Photo from easttexaslumber.com/history.)

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The Territory

The red line divides the state of Oklahoma and Indian Territory. The map was created in 1892, before statehood. (Library of Congress. http://hdl.loc.gov/loc.gmd/g4021e.ct000224)

Do you have any idea where the Territory was? Outlaws fled there when the law was after them. Judge Parker often called the Hanging Judge handed out verdicts to whites who broke the law. Young couples in Texas got married there when Texas law required a three-day wait, but marriages before statehood between whites had to be recorded in Texas. Texas farmers thought the grass was much greener on the other side of the Red River until they tried farming it. In the drought beginning in 1893 Texas cattlemen drove herds to Big Pasture, good grazing land tribes leased to whites. Land south of the Red River was more fertile but the North side had more oil.

Now do you have an idea where the Territory is? It’s Oklahoma today, but was once known as Indian Territory. Oklahoma and Texas have a lot in common and are very competitive. Don’t try to enjoy State Fair of Texas on Texas-OU weekend or you might get squashed. It’s a coin toss for which state has the worse weather and more tornados. But whatever side of the Red River one resides on, that is that person’s favorite side, no doubt about it.

Early settlers in northeast Texas first located on the north bank of the Red. Shortly thereafter, the Federal government relocated Choctaw Indians there. The whites had to pick up and move across the river.

At the very onset of the Civil War the Eleventh Texas Cavalry crossed the Red to attempt to convince Native Americans to fight for the Confederacy. Some did and others didn’t. Amazingly the Southern Creek tribe joined the Union Army while Northern Creeks sided with Confederates.

After the Civil War until sometime in the 1920s, outlaws here in Texas fled into Oklahoma. Gunslingers, train robbers, forgers and petty thieves hid out in the under populated areas. At that time there were no dams along the Red River to control floods and provide communities with water. Would-be felons headed their horse north into a haven of freedom, they hoped.

Not all folks moving into Indian Territory were criminals. My great-grandfather and family, his mother, and brother settled in Jefferson County Indian Territory around 1890. My great-grandfather is supposed to have run the ferry between Red River Station in Texas and the landing in the Chickasaw Nation. His brother Oscar supposedly visited Judge Parker about a load of stolen goods. Federal court records say Oscar was a witness but the family feared his was the criminal.

And who can forget the Okies in Grapes of Wrath? They farmed in the Oklahoma Panhandle under the assumption that plowed land would bring rain. Only by a fluke in weather did that work the first few years they tried growing wheat. Then the drought that brought the Dust Bowl arrived. Movies and newsreels remind us of the poverty-stricken people who lost everything only to be ostracized in California.

But Oklahoma is a great place. They tell stories about us Texans the same way we talk about them down here.

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Grandparents

An early photograph of Virgil Seay teaching his first grandchild to ride a horse. I wasn’t very good at riding but to this day I love horses, they are so graceful and beautiful. This was in his cattle pens a short distance from the house. The turkeys and hogs had free range to scavenge for food. (Author’s collection)

I was especially blessed as a child. All four of my grandparents lived near my family. In addition I had two great-grandparents whom we visited often. Three of my four grandparents were great storytellers; my maternal grandmother who seldom told family stories lost her mother before her fourth birthday.

My maternal grandfather, Virgil Seay, could tell wonderful stories from his childhood and early youth. His father and uncle were ranchers in Montague County, Texas and leased land in the Chickasaw Nation known as the Big Pasture. Virgil was born east of the Chisholm Trail in the Big Pasture. This was after the famed cattle drives to railheads in Kansas but before automobiles, radios, and other modern conveniences.

We would sit in the back yard after supper while he told me stories. My favorites were about droughts, although there is nothing good about lack of rain. His family watched the western horizon, looking for summer’s giant thunderheads. Frequently they saw the huge clouds and hear the roar of thunder, only to realize it was Texas ranchers sending their herds into the Big Pasture where water was adequate and grass fairly abundant. Yet, they never gave up and finally the rains came.

A few years later his parents, Jeff and Laura Seay, moved across the Red River to the Texas ranch. Here they raised four boys and two girls. One time, I decided to practice my oral history techniques with Virgil’s younger sister Ruby. We were talking about holidays, a very generic topic. Ruby informed me that the only holiday they celebrated was Christmas. The rest of the time there was too much work to do on the ranch for such foolishness. That abruptly ended the portion about holidays.

In 1913 Virgil, his brother Hardy, and two ranch hands moved a herd of fifty heifers from the Montague County ranch to a new place Jeff purchased in Archer County, south of Wichita Falls. The four men walked the cows for a week to their new home. When they arrived, the three herders stayed until the cows were “bedded” down before putting their horses on the train and returning home. Bedded down meant the cows became comfortable with their new home. If you wonder why the cattle didn’t travel by train rest assured I asked. It was too expensive. Virgil remained on the ranch for the next fifty years.

Recently I was on the Portals of Texas website looking for something when I found an article from the Archer County News of November 13, 1931. Newspapers of that day filled blank spaces with local gossip and trivia. This article was titled “Some Seay-Saw Business” for some reason.

It read: “We saw Virgil Seay in town Monday from his ranch 5 miles west of Archer City. In fact you will see Mr. Seay in this town every few days. We were out to see Mr. Seay a few days ago. We found milch (milk) cows in the pen, chickens and children in the yard, and we heard the gobble of turkeys and squeal of pigs. In his pasture we found fat cattle, and in his tank (pond) we found fish – and heard a bullfrog off down the creek. Life on such a farm isn’t bad – where a fellow can convince his wife he has business in town before dishwashing time immediately following each meal.” Virgil did go to town often to supposedly get the mail but really to chat with his friends over coffee. He did that when I was a child and took me with him to get an ice cream cone.

I was delighted to find this article. I found out much more than I ever knew about the ranch. They had turkeys and hogs! I would never guess. One of the children was my mother Evelyn with her sister Elaine and brother Jeff. Such a treasure for me to share with my six cousins!

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No July 4th for Us

This illustration depicts the life in Vicksburg, MS, during the seige of 1863. Women and children moved into caves found throughout the city. The onslaught of a siege from the Union Army made homes uninhabitable. The cave occupants did have time to take some necessities with them, but life was far from pleasant during the constant shelling by both Union and Confederate armies. (NYPL)

What does the Declaration of Independence of the United States mean to you? Two hundred years ago, citizens in the North had faith in the unity of the nation. To Southerners it represented independence from foreign sovereignty with the promise of rebellion against any unjust government. For slaves and Abolitionists it was a hope for freedom.

During the Civil War (1861-1865) celebration of Independence was subdued if not totally ignored. However, two events on July 4, 1863 altered the future of our country forever. In late June General Robert E. Lee led his Army of Virginia on a strike against the Union Army on their own ground. Newly appointed General of the Potomac (US) George Meade learned of Confederate plans and began to move his men toward Lee’s Army. The two met at the small college town of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. On the third day of intense fighting, with neither side clearly victorious, Lee began to move his men, able and wounded, south to Virginia. Immediately Meade retreated leaving the Gettysburg citizens, old men and women of all ages, to clean up the mess of the dead, men, horses and mules to bury.

Over 1,000 miles away in Vicksburg, Mississippi, citizens and Confederate soldiers had withstood a siege of 47 days. After trying every possible entry into the town of 5,000, Union General U. S. Grant decided to starve the Confederates and all civilians out of the strategically important point on the Mississippi River.

By the end of June, Confederate General John C. Pemberton realized he must surrender. Negotiations with Grant began. Grant wanted the surrender on July 4; Pemberton refused, asking for July 3rd. Grant finally convinced Pemberton that the July 4th surrender would have more impact on President Lincoln and his Cabinet. Pemberton did convince Grant not to press for an unconditional surrender as he had in the past. On the Fourth of July as Pemberton marched his bedraggled, starving army to surrender, a pall fell over the city.

For more than 81 years no Independence Day festivities were held in Vicksburg. July 4, 1945 was the exception. The United States and her allies had miserably defeated the Third Reich under Adolph Hitler. Victory in Japan was inevitable. Everyone in the United States was celebrating, including the good people of Vicksburg. They even celebrated on July 4, 1946, but gradually the event declined, again.

In the rural South the Fourth of July was rarely celebrated. Agricultural responsibilities in the busy summers allowed little frivolity. Flags were hung outside homes and stores, but life was definitely different on working farms.

Two other dates were clearly important to the nation. In addition to 1945 and the end of World War II Americans were jubilant on July 4, 1918 and July 4, 1976. In 1918 America was involved in a massive world war. Independence Day was an opportunity many American chose to show support for the U. S. Army, Navy, and Marine Corps serving in France.

The other time was July 4, 1976. The idea of celebrating America’s Independence and 200th Birthday seemed to have caught the attention of most Americans for weeks before. Festivities began on Flag Day in June. Flags flew constantly. Period costumes, patriotic music, and hundreds of parade goers let the world know how proud Americans were. How did you celebrate?

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Fourth of July Facts

Future President John Adams is standing on the left. The tall gentleman with a red vest is Thomas Jefferson in this famous work by John Trumbull. (Architect of the Capitol)

Wednesday we celebrate the 242nd birthday of the United States of America, the day the Declaration of Independence from Great Britain was signed. Actually, the document was signed on July 2, 1776. (President John Adams was a stickler for love of Independence Day. He argued the document was signed on the second and that should have been Independence Day.)

What exactly did that document accomplish? It alerted the British Crown that Americans were irate about taxes without representation, having to provide shelter for soldiers in their homes, and other quarrels. Did it ascertain that the American Colonies were no longer a part of the British Empire? No, but it set fire to a rebellion that the colonies finally won with national independence.

The date has been duly celebrated in Boston since 1783. The governor of North Carolina issued a proclamation making his state the first to officially celebrate Independence Day. Other cities and states followed suit. In Philadelphia crowds rang the Liberty Bell until it cracked. Parades, picnics, and long speeches given by prominent men, many of whom were running for political office. Crowds filled parks and courthouse lawns for years. Flags waved, fireworks lit up the night sky, and patriotic music filled the air.

However, Congress was a bit slow in making the Fourth of July a national holiday. Federal employees could and were encouraged to take off the day to celebrate with family and friends, but their pay would be docked for that day. It was not until July 4, 1938 that President Roosevelt signed an order to allow the day a legal, federal holiday.

On July 4, 1884 the Republic of France presented the United States a huge present for the soon to be century of American freedom. It was the Statue of Liberty that took four months to assemble once it arrived in New York. The 151-foot-tall statue was shipped from Paris in hundreds of pieces. President Grover Cleveland formally dedicated the Statue on October 28, 1886, only ten years and almost four months later.

Finally, there is the amazing coincidence of presidential deaths. Thomas Jefferson and John Adams are primarily given credit for writing the Declaration of Independence. The two served in Paris later, trying to gain recognition for the United States from France. They were good friends until a difference of opinion fractured that friendship. In later years they reconciled and their correspondence is an amazing exchange of philosophical ideas. Both men died July 4, 1826. It was the 50th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence.

Five years later, James Monroe died on July 4, 1831 in his New York home. He was the last of the Founding Fathers who set our nation on the right track.

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July 4th on the Texas Frontier

While this photograph was taken at a Church Revival, the stand and tables are representative of the ones at Greenville for the Fourth of July in 1854. (Google sites)

How was an ante-bellum Fourth of July celebrated on the Texas Frontier? In many ways it was similar to our celebrations next week at this time. Yet, in other ways Americans would not find it at all comfortable or great entertainment.

Alfred T. Howell described the events in 1853 and 1854 in letters to his brother Morton. Howell had recently moved to Hunt County in 1853, the population of Greenville was very small with most people living on farms out of town. As always, the weather was hot, water was scarce and Howell reported no festivities. In fact, he simply stated it was DULL.

The following year things had taken a turn for the better for Howell. He was beginning to be viewed as a reliable attorney, or at least one with a “library” of books in his office/ living space. Actually, the library was one bookcase he made with the help of a young boy. The books were his personal collection the family in Virginia was mailing him in small batches.

Howell was scheduled to give a speech along with John Wilson, another local attorney. Major Wiley A. Mattox was appointed to read the Declaration of Independence. However, at the last minute the program changed. Burrill P. Smith, a candidate for District Attorney was in Greenville and asked to speak. Tom Moffitt expressed his desire to speak even though unsolicited and against the wishes of almost everyone. Howell found “dissatisfaction in regard to the number of speeches, so I expressed my intention not to speak, and then I was appointed to read” the Declaration of Independence perhaps (from Howell’s letter).

The celebration was held in the Sabine Bottom where barbeque was prepared. Seats and a stand for food had been made for the occasion. There was nothing beautiful or even attractive in the location, but Howell felt it attractive with woods and creeks. He held great appreciation of nature.

By noon an immense crowd had assembled. The Marshall made the announcement and then a prayer was said. Howell made his brief speech. Wilson got up to speak but was cut short by the arrival of a flag and drum with someone singing coming from a short distance. Wilson then finished. The other two men gave their speeches, although no length of time for each was noted.

Dinner was announced with old ladies served first. Martial music entertained during the dinner where men, then women, and finally children were served. Local grogeries closed for the event so little or no liquor could be found. Everything was conducted with utmost order and decorum.

After speeches and a big meal, a dance for young people was held in the courthouse. Foot races attracted and excited quite a crowd. After supper a cotillion or dance was held, although there were few women in attendance. By dark the celebration was over, families who lived on the prairies were on the way home, and everybody agreed it was a good, old patriotic event.

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Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI

David Grann’s award winning non-fiction book about the murders of numerous members of the Osage Tribe is a compelling read.

Maybe five years ago I had a call from David Grann. He introduced himself as a reporter for The New Yorker who was investigating the Osage murders in Oklahoma during the 1920s. He was particularly interested in three men from Hunt County: Will King Hale, Ernest Burkhart, and his brother Bryan Burkhart. Ironically I was looking for Wade Hampton Wallace, also from Hunt County who was electrocuted during a thunderstorm in Oklahoma, either in Osage County or Tulsa County. I agreed to include the Burkhart brothers and Will K. Hale in my research.

What I found was some of the most horrific, cruel, savage contempt for humanity known. Will King Hale did live in Hunt County, between Ardis Heights and Campbell as a child. His sister married a man whose last name was Burkhalter. The couple had at least two sons, Bryan and Ernest. When and why the brothers named was changed is unknown.

Will King Hale wandered around Texas and then Indian Territory for several years before settling in Osage County. He worked as a cowboy and earned money on the side as a rodeo roper before purchasing a ranch of his own there. That was about the time, Hale invited his nephews to join him on the ranch.

At that point in my research I discovered that Wade Hampton Wallace from Greenville did not live in Osage County, Oklahoma, but in Tulsa where he was an engineer for the city. To this date I have no idea who the other Wade Hampton Wallace living in Osage County was.

While I was researching for Mr. Grann, I found official records only recently released online by the FBI. As I read them, I was amazed at the atrocities recorded in the investigation. Mr. Grann was satisfied with my research, a common task for local historians who have more insight into their communities than the author. I went on to other projects, occasionally thinking about why those murders might have occurred, although I was aware of the immense oil field under the dry, scraggy pasture lands the Osage were forced to live on.

Last summer I was in my favorite bookstore in the whole, wide world, The Strand on lower Broadway in New York City. I saw a copy of Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI. As I was scanning through it, a clerk came to talk to me about the book. I mentioned that I was one of the researchers of Will K. Hale and the Burkhart brothers. The clerk then told me the work was nominated for several book awards and had won most. It was at the top of the New York Times Best Seller List. I was definitely impressed!

The book is divided into three parts. The first, “The Marked Woman,” tells of the murders of Osage tribe members. The second part, “The Evidence Man,” reveals the FBI investigation. Finally, “The Reporter” is the most climatic. The book is definitely a page-turner. Grann writes like a polished novelist. I highly recommend it for everyone. You will shake your head and say, “How could this have happened?”

But maybe you know.

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Another Win for Justify

In 2007 James Smallwood, Kenneth Howell and I worked together to write the story of the unsettled region of northeast Texas following the Civil War. We discovered that Ben Bickerstaff and his fellow terrorists seldom walked when a horse or mule was handy. They were determined to undo Reconstruction, using tactics they acquired in the Civil War.

Most of my followers understand my love of horses and dogs. But last Saturday when Justify led the pack from start to finish at Elmont, New York, I was mopping the floor from a water leak upstairs. I missed the Belmont Stakes but have since watched the rerun. Again, Justify is an amazing horse. Trainer Bob Baffert calls the horse “durable.”

Horse racing was probably the earliest competitive sport in North Texas. I think it was the availability of flat stretches on the numerous prairies and the fact that a horse was one of the limited means of transportation. Who would think of racing a mule or ox?

North of Greenville, between the Middle and South Sulphur Rivers was an opening in Black Cat Thicket. Supposedly there were two or three salt licks that lured all sorts of feral animals. Early settlers used it for their domestic animals. That’s when the idea of putting the oval shaped space into use as the Devil’s Racetrack. No one knows when racing began there or even when it ended. Most interviews with early settlers mentions races held at Devil’s Racetrack. Some even mention that young men from Choctaw Nation brought their best horses and usually won the race.

One delightful nonagenarian I know told me that in the early 1900s young ladies borrowed their fathers’ buggies and horses for a Sunday afternoon drive. Somehow they mysteriously found themselves at Devil’s Racetrack where young men gathered for recreation. Something tells me the young ladies had a little pocket change to bet on their beaux’s horse.

But horse racing was not the only event horses participated in. During the Civil War, many cavalry units were dismounted for lack of horses. After the Battle at Gettysburg, women, children and old men had to dispose of dead horses and mules. By the time General Robert E. Lee surrendered to General U. S. Grant, the vast majority of Confederate soldiers were without mounts. Those men were told to travel in small groups of three to five, were given one shotgun for the group to be used for protection, and told to forage on their way home.

For those veterans who hiked back to Texas the journey was unbelievably difficult. However, I find that when they crossed into Texas horses were available. For the next five years or more many of those veterans and the young men who were too young to fight in the war created havoc on former slaves, white Unionists and Union soldiers.

The Sixth Cavalry U. S. occupied most of the counties along the northern part of Texas. Noted outlaw Ben Bickerstaff and his men gathered around the town of Sulphur Springs. John Vaden was one of those young rabble-rousers. In mid-August Vaden staged a one-man raid on Sulphur Springs by riding his racehorse, a sorrel mare, down the main street. As he passed within forty feet of the military stockade, he fired a couple of wild shots to announce his presence. He rode past the local hotel where officers and their wives were quartered. He spied Captain Tolman and his wife sitting on the hotel gallery. The hotspur leaned under the neck of his horse and fired a round that missed Tolman’s head by inches. As he continued his ride, he saw a freedman known as “Old Grimes”, a leader of the local black community. Vaden gunned Grimes down while continuing his dash out of town. By the time the Federal Army put together a patrol to pursue, Vade had vanished into the countryside.

I did a study once of the number of horses here in Hunt County in 1870. A large number of young men about the age of Vaden paid taxes on horses, no cattle, no cotton, and no crops. As Jim Smallwood, Ken Howell, and I wrote The Devil’s Triangle: Ben Bickerstaff, Northeast Texas, and the War of Reconstruction in Texas, we discovered an abundance of horses and mules in the region. Of course, the Union control of the Mississippi River prevented horses being sent to the battlefields. The paragraph about John Vaden was taken from the book.

Today when the economy is thriving the number of horse farms is quite large. Who can’t love a horse?

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World War I and the Boy Scouts

Not only did Boys Scouts grow food, locate black walnut trees, and collect nutshell and fruit pits, but they were very instrumental in selling Liberty Bonds.

It seems that George Creel and his Committee of Public Information could barely hold a candle to the Boys Scouts of America when it came to promoting food production and preservation, and general support for World War I. Founded in the United States in 1910, the Scouts came of age during the war. Their efforts in various opportunities are unique and interesting.

First was the challenge for Every Scout to Feed a Soldier. The goal was to get every scout to start a garden of his own. If that was impossible, groups of boys could tend a communal garden. When ten or more Scouts were involved they were called Grub Scouts. Not only did the boys work in the gardens, but they also preserved foodstuffs to send to our army and navy, our Allies’ military, and women and children whose lives depended on food from America.

The most needed food was beans, considered one of the best all around foods. Herbert Hoover, head of the food relief program in Europe and future U. S. President, wrote that Boy Scouts should plant beans everywhere so that the biggest bean crop ever shall be the contribution of the scouts.

Boys participating in the 1917 gardening proposal received medals. Approximately 214 of these awards were issued that year. In 1918 the challenge was more difficult: sixty days or 100 hours of work in the garden or livestock projects documented by a Scout Master or a representative from the United States Department of Agriculture. Projects included raising pigs or other food animals, poultry or bees. Not only did the successful boys earn a medal but also they received a special war service emblem.

Other projects were available to Boys Scouts. Locating and planting black walnut trees proved to be a real necessity. Black walnut timber was needed to make rifle stocks as well as manufacture propellers for airplanes. Boys Scout located the trees, measured them, and contacted the owners who submitted a price for the trees. Once the trees were felled, the boys planted three new black walnut trees for every one used. They located 20,758,660 feet of standing black walnut, enough to fill 5,200 railroad cars. Over 109,250 trees were harvested and 325,000 black walnut trees were planted.

The photo on the left shows a soldier wearing a gas mask. Americans were urged to save peach pits during WWI. They were collected (as in the photo at right) and harvested to make activated charcoal, which would absorb toxins.

Gas masks were some of the most important pieces of equipment for any soldier in the war. The gas masks were manufactured in the United States. Fruit pits and nutshells were burned into a charcoal like substance and used to make filters in the gas masks. In the fall of 1918, Scouts collected over 100 railroad cars full of fruit pits and nutshells, enough to make 500,000 gas masks. There is no evidence that pecan shells were used.

Hoover even encouraged Boy Scouts to use wood for camp fires so that coal could be conserved. Production and conservation were the key words in 1917-1918 in the United States. Boys Scouts did their bit, as the World War I slogan stated.

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